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"Sounds fair. Oh, but there will be of course random reports of people showing up in dark alleys with missing heads or mutilated bodies in rivers. We get hungry from time to time. Ziven finds our cannibalism disgusting enough that we rarely do it but alas. Sometimes the need arises. We'll try to how shall we say, dispose of things in a manner in which they cannot be found. In exchange for the solitude you'll be providing. Despite our destructive nature, we can try to be quiet about it as best we can once you've taken over." Yawgmoth said finally lowering things once he saw that the last rays of sunlight were dimming away. Even if Ali decided to backstab him now, it wouldn't do any good. "We shall be on our way then. Oh. Try to plan a date relatively soon. A few weeks or a week is fine. But making us wait a month is just asinine. We doubt you'll do it but still, doesn't hurt to remind."

Yawgmoth shook his head back and forth and waved his hand from side to side. "Ahh but that's the point. After we beat you, what will be the point of trying to stop us? You'll know you won't be able to over power or influence us in any way. And if we do it the way we've been saying, you won't even know about the murders unless some kids go fishing and happen to hook a corpse. You may be very irritating, but if you're unable to stop us and you annoy us, we can crush your entire empire and watch it tumble like a stack of dominos. You, have also been warned." the titan's teeth filled grin relayed in a cocky tone. He sighed and turned on his heel heading for the door. "Even then, you weren't listening. Ziven hates that we do it. We limit ourselves. Once every few months the urge builds to the breaking point where we will go on the hunt for a poor sap. People die all the time, an additional death every few months. You won't even notice." he said pausing intentionally in his stride just in case Ali decided to try and throw something back at him verbally.

The titan burst into laughter hearing the stranger speak and immediately turned his attention towards the man. "We, unlike you pathetic creatures, have simply embraced the nature that is purest. Acting on impulse instead of trying to hide it just because you have developed brains. Our nature is chaos. Believe us, our arrogance is quite well founded. Even Aliator will tell you that." he said craning his neck to the side sizing up the stranger. "You've seen neither of us truly. Even that scuffle back there was but a fraction of each of our vast energies. We know Aliator like a brother, and he knows us the same. You do not truly know someone until you fight them. And the two of us have crossed paths many times." he sighed. "We do not expect a lesser being to understand anything beyond their own foolish logic and reasoning." he said dismissively then added "But believe what you will. It matters not. The outcome will be the same regardless."

"Who's to say listening to the pretty girl isn't the very same kind of whim as ripping some poor sucker's head off? Certainly not you." Yawgmoth countered back. "Not all impulses are obeyed. Just most of them." he pointed out with a slight shrug. "It is by the same impulses that we might kill you tonight. We don't need to know anything about you to know you're an inferior being. Only two beings have ever stood on equal ground with us. Chances are very good you won't be the third." the titan remarked "But, if you want to keep running your mouth by all means please do. Just don't be surprised if we decide to rip the bottom half of your jaw off so you stop talking." he threatened with half a grin. His insides were jumping with excitement. First Aliator and now whoever this was. Like the old days of combat. He didn't really feel alive except when fighting. It was his only reason for bothering to be such a pain in the a**. In the hopes that another like Aliator would stand up to him and offer some amusement.

Yawgmoth shook his head and sighed. "We were stating, that by the odds we have encountered over our long life, you will be inferior. It is a matter of fact. That over hundreds of thousands of combatants only two have stood against us as equals. The chances of you being the third are beyond astronomical. We will know, for certain, after we fight you. Yes. That is also fact. But even without it, the odds are against you." he said hating having to explain himself to what he considered to be an inferior creature. But alas he reassured himself that's part of why they were inferior. "Ahaha, now it's definitely obvious you don't know us. Yes, we're the big bully that picks on everyone until someone stands up to him. It's how we entertain ourselves during boring times. You, unfortunately, are the one we plan to start picking on. So either you can fall over and give us your metaphorical lunch money or you can stand up to us. Unlike those fairy tale bullies though, we don't fold as soon as you show resistance. So what'll it be tonight kid? Die defiant or run and cower with your tail between your legs?" he asked starting to stride towards the man with the intent to beat him senseless. It was never wise to talk back to someone like Yawgmoth. They just wouldn't hear it over their own ego and it would only drive them to a state of irritation. Such was the case.

((OOC: It's cool haha. I work graveyards most of the week myself so yeah))

"It is, at the very least, some small entertainment. Like frying ants with a magnifying glass." he said comparing the two activities while also insulting the man. Yawgmoth paused for a brief moment in front of the man before deciding to lengthen his fun if this stranger was truly weak. His left arm snapped forward with a speed that usually wasn't possible for a man of his massive size but unlike those men the titan was well used to his body by now. The jab aimed at the stranger's lower chest/upper gut for the diaphragm a blow that would easily knock all the wind from someone's lungs if it were to connect.

((OOC: That reminds that I'm glad I'm off tonight. that'd blow balls man))

Yawgmoth's left arm crashed into the bar easily demolishing the wood to reveal the metallic undercoating that the wooden frame was meant to disguise. Since he had helped create the metal it was incredibly strong and only dented in from his fist. His reaction to a quick jab was almost impressive. Even if it wouldn't have caused a great deal of damage compared to the other things the titan could do. Unfortunately for the stranger he was right handed. The moment his left arm contacted the bar his right arm flew straight over top of his left forearm this time aiming at the man's head. Yawgmoth said nothing, he wasn't much of a talker during fights except if he was boasting just before he killed his victim. A broken nose and possibly more depending on the man's physical stamina and durability was in order. Neither of them were fighting with everything they had, that much was obvious to any idiot like two jocks playing slap boxing really.